Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 399 Entering by mistake
Wei Xi grabbed Wu Da's arm, trying to pull him back.

Unexpectedly, this person was like a madman, and Wei Xi couldn't pull him back even with all his might. In a panic, he used a lot of strength to finally drag the noisy Wu Da back to the deck.

"The oar demon is coming! My boat is going to be gone! Gone... all gone..."

I'm still thinking about your ship! If you don't get back soon, you'll be dead!

Wait a minute, Wei Xi suddenly realized: when you're at sea, the boat is your life!

Although Wei Xi, who had a rudimentary understanding of "immortal arts," wouldn't drown in a short time, she didn't want to rashly hold hands or become heart-to-heart with those dark, bluish things.

This ship must be saved! It's imperative!
However, lacking intelligence support, Wei Xi knew nothing about the "paddle ghost" mentioned by Wu Da and had no way to start.

So Wei Xi used both hands to slap Wu Da, bringing him back to his senses.

"He's not dead yet!" Wei Xi said bluntly. "Don't you want to go home and see your wife and kids?"

These words seemed to have unlocked some incredible mechanism, at least allowing Wu Da to respond.

How much do you know about that thing under the ship?

"There is a legend among the old fishermen that a black sun appeared in the sky, crops did not grow in the fields, and all the fish in the sea rotted... They offered sacrifices to the Dragon King of the Sea and were washed back to the shore."

"Out of desperation, the ancestors performed a human sacrifice, and the winner of the lottery was thrown into the sea to appease the Dragon King's anger."

Perhaps influenced by Wei Xi's composure, Wu Da's speech became more and more fluent, but his tone grew increasingly terrified.

"The families who won the lottery were unwilling to perform human sacrifices, so they came up with a plan. They brought in a boatload of able-bodied men from elsewhere and tricked them into going to the sea to salvage a sunken ship full of treasures."

"When they were almost at the sacrificial site, some people secretly went down to the bottom of the cabin and chiseled open the planks of the boat. Then they untied the small boat and left."

"The recruits who were tricked into coming sank to the bottom of the sea along with the ship... After that, fishing boats often encountered strange things in the nearby waters... The most terrifying thing was the ghost hand clinging to the boat."

"The old man said that because the strong men who died in the shipwreck died mysteriously, they thought they had fallen off the ship. Whenever they saw a ship, they would keep scratching at it, trying to get on board and escape. That's why they got the name 'Oar Ghost'."

"If someone is entangled by this thing and resists, they will be suddenly dragged into the water and drowned, or their boat will be torn apart by the oar demon and they will drown..."

In the end, he couldn't escape death.

Wu Da cried as he spoke. He was a very strong man, but he looked terrible when he cried.

Wei Xi was speechless at the story's numerous flaws: for example, how could a few households gather a boatload of able-bodied men; and where would they get the sacrificial offerings obtained through deception, and weren't they afraid that the resentful offerings would complain to the Dragon King?
The credibility of such stories is virtually zero. The truth has long been blurred through word of mouth and distorted by inheritors with limited comprehension, making it unrecognizable.

Wei Xi couldn't glean enough useful information from it, while a sickening scratching sound came from underneath the cabin.

Glancing at Qin Feng, who was attempting to attack the Paddle Demon, Wei Xi asked, "Do you know how to deal with these Paddle Demons?"

Wu Da paused for a moment, then stammered, "Well... there's no good way. We usually avoid dangerous areas... It's near Clam Island... If it weren't to avoid the storm, the ship would never come this way!"

Wei Xi's patience was wearing thin, and he sneered, "Is the storm scarier than this thing? Didn't expect to encounter this when you came this way? You're trying to fool me, aren't you!"

Wu Da was terrified, wishing he could cut out his own heart to prove his innocence.

“Everyone says there’s something strange about Clam Island, but that was so many years ago! I even came here to catch fish when I was a kid, and nothing happened! I just thought I wasn’t that unlucky…” “Enough!” Wei Xi, who couldn’t stand the word “unlucky,” snapped, “I’m asking you, have you ever heard of any monsters that used to inhabit the area near Clam Island? Especially man-eating monsters?”

"Demon beasts? I've never...never heard of them," Wu Zhan replied tremblingly. "I only vaguely remember this story from when I was a child. Nowadays, even mermaids are rare, so where would demon beasts come from?"

While busy outwitting the Paddle Demon, Qin Feng took a moment to shout, "You've never been to the Mandarin Duck Sea? There are so many merfolk there! And you say you've never seen them?"

"Please stop, guest! The Yuangehai Sea is infested with strange birds; ordinary people can't even get in! Someone went to the government office for help before, but the local immortal masters didn't care."

Wei Xi shook his head. "Keep an eye on your crew and stabilize the ship! Don't worry about anything else! Do you hear me?"

"Guest, this thing can't be killed!"

Qin Feng scoffed, "Who knows who'll be unlucky enough to run into us today! Boatman, just keep sailing, but if even one oarsman gets involved with you, I'll just say I'm not good enough!"

Qin Feng's overall demeanor was not intimidating; Wu Da belatedly realized that these two guests had been unusually calm throughout the journey, and were indeed very capable individuals.

Thinking this way, Wu Da, who had entrusted his life to others, actually calmed down and organized the demoralized crew to try to regain control of the ship from the sharp claws of the oar demon.

Wei Xi had already reached Qin Feng's side, and the latter whispered, "These oar demons seem to have no consciousness. They can only scratch stiffly and can't even attack! If there weren't enough of them, we probably wouldn't be able to control this ship."

"Can spiritual power harm them?"

Qin Feng's expression was strange, and he gestured for Wei Xi to look closely.

Qin Feng raised his hand and unleashed a sword aura. The icy blue spiritual energy landed precisely on the sea surface, exploding into the surrounding dark blue hands.

Now it was Wei Xi's turn to have a strange expression. He hesitated and said, "Wasn't that a very accurate shot?"

Qin Feng shook his head and pointed to another area of ​​the sea, "A new group of ghost hands has emerged here, and they are even denser and closer to the ship."

“This is a bit tricky,” Wei Xi understood Qin Feng’s meaning, and after a moment’s thought, he said, “How about we blow up a whole area at once, and then use spiritual power to transport the ship out of this sea?”

"This is the strangest place, watch carefully!"

Having said that, a flash of cold light appeared, and Gao Han was drawn from his sword. Dozens of sword energies struck the sea surface, and wherever they touched, the oar demons exploded. These small hands were indeed as Qin Feng had described, extremely stiff, with some still making grasping motions even with only half a hand remaining.

But this was at most disgusting. In the splashing, viscous green liquid, Wei Xi could see very clearly that the oar demons were springing up like mushrooms after rain.

Not only are there more of them, but they are also visibly larger and more agile.

Looking at the endless expanse of oarsmen, Wei Xi gave a wry smile, "How many of them came from this?"

Qin Feng said somewhat shyly, "More than half, I just showed you how it was stored away."

"Didn't you try freezing these ghost hands?"

"The effect is about the same, it's just not as disgusting as exploding."

Looking at the densely packed swarms of oar demons, Wei Xi thought to himself that this was going to be difficult; these things were hard to deal with.

"Wait! What is that?"